#not so much they look insane but. 10 fits better

[sissylittlefeather]

Hi Sissy! If it’s not too late, could you do a Fic of Elvis based on the song “Help Me Make It Through the Night?” Like Elvis and you know you’re not good for each other, but you can’t stay away. Can develop into smut but if you’d prefer not, that’s okay too! If it’s too late, I completely understand! Thank you! 😊

@peaceloveelvis Hi! Definitely not too late! First of all, this is one of my most favorite songs. I actually have a series planned to go with this song later, so stay tuned. But also, I haven't written anything without smut in a LONG TIME. This one came out this way and I might revisit it to expand on the smut later if there's interest, but I kind of like it without it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this ficlet!

Help Me Make It Through the Night

Warnings: none really, cussing, mentions of sex

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Elvis has been a part of your life since you met him during his Timex special with Frank Sinatra. The only thing you did more than make love relentlessly was fight endlessly. The nights were hot, but the mornings never failed to conclude with both of you yelling and at least one of you crying. There was no end to the way you loved each other or the way you managed to drive each other insane. There was always something to fight about and you left each other every time swearing you'd never be together again. But somehow, you'd end up in the same place and before you knew it you were naked in an elevator or in his backseat or in a bathroom or a hotel bed in some sketchy by-the-hour kind of place. Even after he got married, you didn't stop. Your pattern of fucking and fighting stayed the same.

In 1969, though, you had a particularly spirited tryst that ended with both of you saying things you regretted almost instantly. But you were both too stubborn to admit it, so instead you threw a shoe at him and screamed at him to get out and he called you a name and swore he'd never end up in your bed again. This time, the pain you caused cut so deep that you both insisted you'd never give in again. It was over, for real this time. The hurt was too much to make the good times worth it.

So, you did what any self-respecting woman would do. You married someone else.

When he heard about it, he broke an end table and all the things sitting on it in a fit of rage and jealousy and something else he was afraid to admit.

On your wedding night, you cried yourself to sleep with your new husband snoring quietly next to you in the bed.

Then, in 1971, you find yourself walking down the street and come upon a loud and frantic crowd. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you look to see what all the commotion is about. The crowd parts like ill-meaning clouds and he looks up at just the wrong moment.

His blue eyes pierce you straight through to your soul, even from across the street. Something inside you jumps and your hand goes to your throat. Memories of every time you've ever been together slam into you like a freight train and you're somewhere between ecstasy and wanting to die. By the look on his face, you can tell he's experiencing something similar. Everything inside you is screaming at you to go to him, but you feel the cold little ring on your finger and know that you can't. You turn and walk away as quickly as you can. He fights to get away from the crowd around him, but by the time he does, you're gone.

******

You're pacing the floor of your living room when the phone rings. Even several hours later, you haven't recovered from your encounter. You pick the phone up aggressively, annoyed to be distracted by the call.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Presley would like you to meet him tonight at the Presidential Motel at 11pm." Your blood runs cold.

"Why?" The line clicks with no answer. He's left the ball in your court and you hate it. You won't meet him. You just won't. He's impossible.

But at 10:45pm you're in your car. You've spent the last several hours trying to remind yourself of all the reasons you hate him. You finally decide you're going to see him just to tell him that you don't care what he says; you were serious last time. This is not a thing anymore and it never will be again.

At 11:06pm, you sit in the parking lot of the motel, a battle raging inside you.

"This is stupid." You mutter, finally getting out of the car. At the desk, you ask which room Mr. John Burrows is staying in. The clerk tells you and you stomp towards his room getting more and more angry as you walk. The nerve of him to think he can just summon you like this.

You pound on the door with every ounce of rage your body can contain flowing through you. The door opens slowly and your heart skips. Why does he have to look so good?

"You came."

"What the fuck could you possibly want to say to me?! The last time you saw me you called me a whore and said you'd rather swallow a knife than see me again. So, whatever you have to-"

"I miss you."

"You... what?" He speaks again slowly and deliberately.

"I miss you." It feels like your stomach has fallen to your kneecaps. "I'm lonely, honey."

"Call your wife."

"Will ya just... no. I want you."

"Have you forgotten-"

"No, I haven't. And I'm sorry." He's never apologized to you before. You stand in stunned silence just outside the door.

"You're-"

"Sorry. Yes. Now, will you come in please?" You stand there completely lost. Finally, he grabs your arm and drags you into the room, shutting the door behind you.

"What the hell, Elvis?!" He pulls you close to him and presses his lips to yours. For a second, you melt into him. Then, you remember why you were mad and pull away angrily.

"No, I'm not-" He pulls you in again, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you more deeply this time. You fight to get away, but he holds you tightly. Eventually you're able to escape his grasp and you push him backwards. He goes to grab you again and you slap him across the face. Your hands go to your mouth in shock and he looks at you stunned.

"Oh god, I'm-"

"I guess I deserved that." He walks to the bed and sits down. "You actually hate me, don't you?"

You stand there for a few seconds before sitting down beside him on the bed.

"No. I don't. But we said this was done."

"I know. I'm just... I'm alone, honey. And I miss you so much it hurts worse than being with you." You look at him, but he won't meet your eyes. It comes to you that he must be pretty desperate to put himself in this position.

"You're alone?"

"You know how it gets for me. There's people everywhere, but I just... I miss you."

"Why me?" He rolls his eyes and looks at you finally.

"You gonna make me say it?"

"Yes. If you want me to stay here, then-"

"I love you. I've been in love with you since I met you. You're the only one I want when I feel like this and it's been so long-" You reach out and put your hand on his knee and he looks down at it, setting his on top of yours, gently wrapping his fingers around yours.

You're used to these vulnerable moments from him. They're what has brought you together over and over throughout the years. So when he breaks down and sobs, you pull him into your arms and hold him without thinking. Somehow you end up lying in the bed with him cuddled tightly against you, head on your chest. You stroke his hair and hum quietly. This is a familiar position for the two of you and you've missed it more than you care to admit.

Eventually, his breathing evens out and you realize he's fallen asleep. You kick your shoes off and snuggle in to spend the night. As angry as you were, you can't deny him what he needs because the truth is you love him too and you always have. You kiss his forehead and hold him tightly. You've missed this too.

******

In the morning, you make love and it's sweet and sensual and exactly what you've both been needing. And this time you don't fight. Somewhere in the year you were apart, you grew. The love that you have is more important than anything that might separate you.

And as you lay naked together, the world opens up for you. He talks about leaving his wife and you decide your husband will be better off without you.

Will it happen? Will you finally find a way to be together in a way that works for you both? You don't know.

But you made it through this night together. Something tells you that you can make it through anything now.

******

The end?

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[obsob]

KISSING YOU mentally 

#mine #art #yes yes yes more cats i know yes #all my pencil stuff is not. done. im to busy for fun pencil #figured out my new prints!! am in the process of drawing them eheh #im looking forward to colouring them!! doing. pride month prints hehehe #ive had a good week! yay! #i ordered some lucy and yak dungarees which arrived today im very happy about them #i ordered some off depop n i loved them so. i bough some new...n actually th right size #i had to buy size 10!! im never size 10! my other ones r szie 12 n they like. fit. but they r. a little large #not so much they look insane but. 10 fits better #when its autumn i may buy some....cord ones >:) hehe #im like slowly figuring out i am actually size small in most clothing #like for years ive just bought large size bc im like yeah thats how big i am. wrong. #like i bought a small size shirt n it like. fits me. n i was like ough. #im slowly. actually buying clothes that r my style. slowly #i want skirts and dresses but im a coward #maybe one day!!!!

[nagy-bari]

on the appeal of Chilchuck Tims

short spoilery rambles on why i zero-ed in on this old man instantly and how i realized the patterns he gets to people.

subversion of the trope: oh they just look like a child while actually they are XXXX years old and--- yes. he's older than he looks, with a good 10 years and it's a boyman design now instead of a loli girl.

BUT wait there's more!

he's older than he looks and he has the experience of his actual age: that man is a father. of 3. the story he's in is his midlife crisis. he's planning on retiring from dungeering after this, he asked for payment UPFRONT (and got it) he has insane (for other characters, but really he's just normal, tries to be normal) work ethics - he got paid, he does the job, he's good at the job, he knows his own worth, strength and limits.

This Man Is Self Aware. He knows his weakness, the job's weakness (how adventure parties slip up and why) he knows he's seen as a bit closed up and he's OKAY WITH THIS.

what he's not okay with? not knowing if a party member is a cannibal or not when they are on this insane survival trip and he's the cook. what does he do?

he knows how to communicate and how much to disclose. Rare one, i know. With the party having an average gossip queen, an autistic foodie, and mysterious chef he knows when to take the lead so they can still function.

so to round it up:

Subversion of the 'looks young actually old', closed up and grumpy rouge who's motto is 'never trust those who don't ask for payment' and has the 'it's called personal life for a reason' philosophy rooted into their blood. Good? good.

BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE

because he knows he and all halffoots look young to others he actually started up a guild so they can re-enforce their rights as adults and independent people, so they are taken seriously and they can work against bad stereotypes and all.

we see his struggle through volumes, how hard it is for others to finally understand that a short live-spam people is actually just as old and mature as a long live-spam would be, it's mostly the numbers that are different.

we can learn with the other character to take him seriously, to accept the differences.

so he has good work ethic, looks out for his people, has plans for his and other's future, CARES for the future in general and ACTS so it will be a reality- rather sooner than later.

so he's charismatic and lovable while still being the usual tsundere setup for any joke.

BUT WAIT

THERE'S MORE

we first learned that he's actually is an adult (middle aged in half-foot culture)

is an estranged husband

who was left by his wife

cause he cheated-

BUT WAIT ACTUALLY NO

HE LIES ABOUT THE CHEATING!

cause he wants to keep his work persona intact, and it fits more if he says he cheated, cause then people won't BOTHER him with further details

BUT HE DIDN'T

he just went home one day and the wife was gone, with a note

and we learn ALL of this through a subversion of a UNICORN BICORN TALE - a feckin roll up of the whole pure maiden true virtue stuff - and we find out cause the feckin monster SNEERS AT HIM for lying then bites him.

so he's really soft with all the hidden 'better keep to yourself' and don't jump to conclusions cause that only fuels drama, which will hinder your work. but he was clearly hurt by this.

so the subversion here? we are Marcille. the whole fandom is Marcille. we are just as nosy and gossipy as her and it's a tiny little metanarrative joke and i love it, it's wonderful writing and it keeps you wanting more and more, you want this grumpy middle aged father to finally tell you his life story, the mundane little things, to see him brag about his children and all cause he's so goshdarn professional about everything.

but is it subversion at all?

wait...

there's more.

while we get actual introduction to his daughters we truly never seen anything about his wife.

it reaches the hights of Mrs. Columbo level of secrecy and i love it.

but! we know:

they were childhood friends

married when Chilchuck was 13 (almost full grown adult for their culture) and had the twins(?)

left their village at 14

3rd daughter at 15

he started adventuring at age 24 and formed the guild.

wife left when he was 25

Chilchuck started to work with Laios at 26.

he's now almost 29.

they were childhood friends and married for a good 10 year. he was there when he was needed to be a good dad (he's clearly proud of his daughters) and their fallout only started when he started adventuring.

let me say it again.

they. were. childhood. friends.

as much as we see the unfolding of young love in media, with all the teen dramas finding true and forever love in highschool and live happily with the white picket fence for 50+ years we see less of the loves that fizzle out, but were and probably will be friends.

love this. love this little detail cause there's so much in it. The confusion, the still remaining anger, the fustration. they probably would be able to talk it out. they've known each other for most of their life, but his logic and compromises for work (clear communication and a clear head) does not work here.

we don't know how exactly he feels and i love that, but we know he struggles to be open about 'mushy' feelings, grand gestures and all.

he knows his limits. His wife probably knows it too. That's why she's with the middle daughter. The assumed-ly closest to her rather than the oldest (locksmith) or the youngest (conartist?freelancer?life-artist???)

if we learned anything from Dungeon Mushi, it's that Kui Ryoko is a master of diverse characters visually and personality wise as well.

you can reverse engineer the wife if you want to from the girls but i love the joke and the actual comfort this whole Mrs. Columbo it gives.

cause Chilchuck has Columbo vibes. He's competent in his work, knows his limits, knows how to help others and when, knows when to quit and when to move on. and this tiny flaw of his, this domestic mystery we assume is his background (and ground of his disarming normality) is just enough to keep you thinking and re-think and re-think and just grow to love and appreciate the little details and love that was poured into this character of many in this wonderful story.

BUT WAIT

THERE'S MORE

yes he's a father

the dad jokes. oh my good the hidden dad jokes all through-out the series.

the 'i don't want a pet' ---- 'proceeds to be unseparable from said pet' meme with Izutsumi

the actual care and attention he can give when someone is distressed

the TALK with Senshi. that moment.

he's a proud father

but he's above all - practical

well that's all the mad rambling i had in me for now

if you read through this thank you

and do share your thoughts and finds - and ideas about the wife.

#chilchuck's wife #chilchuck tims #dungeon meshi #spoilers #character ramble #with pictures this time #kudos for Kui Ryoko for sharing her lovely OCs and this wonderful adventure #and for all the backlore #and all the jokes #go read it if you haven't

[somerandomdudelmao]

But what's Casey using to cloak himself?

From what we see in the show, cloaking brooches are normally activated by touch but can be turned on/off without it (eg. big mama's hotel staff). This makes it pretty hard to tell what it is, and normally when theorizing about something like this, you need to go through and reread EVERYTHING but I'm too lazy for that so lets assume I actually did. Firstly lets get the mask and hockey stick out of the way, because he doesn't even have those on him afterward Draxum gave him the cloaking "pin". He doesn't actually seem to have anything that could be identified as a brooch or pin as far as we can tell in the first few panels of the "Commander O'Neil arc", which narrows it down from anything that could be blatantly obvious. He could, however, be hiding it somewhere on his body (chest, shin, shoulder, or boots are most likely in order) There's also the chance of the magic just being infused into him because Draxum is Draxum and magic shenanigan's, which could mean this search is futile and I'm just ranting about useless sh*t. Anyways, since Casey usually has one or two outfits per arc, weather it be different from the previous or not, I'm gonna compile all the first (good) shots of him here somewhat in order (from after the turt casey saga):

The images above seem to be his more casual outfit worn around the base, with short sleeves and long, loose pants tucked into what looks like boots and/or ankle wraps (similar to what Raph has on his arms in the show).

The classic battle/outdoor outfit that we see him wear in the movie, consisting of armor that vaguely resembles a turtle on his chest, a cape that goes over his shoulders and covers his neck as well as the top of his torso, pants with kneepads, shoes akin to sneakers, possible arm wraps that go under the gloves, the cool ass mask, and his hockey stick.

back into the shirt and pants when in the past lair, but is in a different shirt as there is no longer a rip on the left sleeve. He isn't wearing any shoes, scratching the boots/shoes theory, as well as his pants going up past his ankles and almost past his shins, meaning it's probably not there either.

going onto the surface, Casey wears a hoodie supposedly on top of the shirt and pants he wears around the lair, gathering his stick and mask to go with it. He is also seen wearing this hood in the lair on part 10 of "You are in the past, your thoughts are in the future".

The shirt and pants are definitely his lair outfit at this point, the photo above is from "Donatello".

the hoodie returns for a magic spell, only to be replaced with the free Hamato possesion make over

This lovely upgrade keeps his hoodie, but he now has a design similar to the Hamato outfits for the turtles in the episode "Insane in the Mama Train", with wraps on his arms, legs, and around his waist. Donnie's logo now sits on his heart (awww), and he looks pretty damn cool. I wasn't sure if he had socks or shoes on, but looking at that piece of fanart on Cass' page, it's shoes. There is a symbol on his back, possibly being that of the Hamato clan (hard to tell though, as it looks more like some kind of wheel in most panels you can see it)

The turtle version seems to be pretty much the same, the only difference being the wraps changing for his now 3 fingered hands and 3 toed feet, as well as the hoodie likely becoming a bit looser/bigger to better fit his shell. A little something I noticed about the transformation scene is that it starts from his ankles/shins/feet, which is cool and all for the posing, but is a bit controversial because it is, in fact, not in any of those areas. IN CONCLUSION,

The brooch (if there is one) is not on his arms due to him wearing short sleeves around the lair, it is not put in his shoes, and it does not need to be activated by touch. It is not anywhere near his feet, as there isn't anything we can see despite the transformation thingies coming from that general area. If we take the previous sentence into account, it is not on his chest either, crossing out pretty much all of the options we have. The last thing I can think of is Draxum somehow just... injecting the stuff into him as a controllable power. That could be flimsy, though, as Casey could've struggled with that of course. But then again, plot convenience.

TL;DR

The brooch is probably non-existent and Draxum just did some mystic shit to the kid.

THE A M O U N T of research HOLY SHIT??!¿¿¿

Why is it that every time I read an essay with theories, I feel like I'm not the author???Ahahah but for real?? I strait up just sit there like...

like...oh my god, how interesting, there are so many mysteries in this comic, unravel them for me please

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Thank You, I Need You*

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summary: being on the media team has its perks, especially since you get to work with your husband joe. there are also hefty cons; after being heckled by fans at a game joe comforted you on the sidelines. showing joe your appreciation + rewarding him over the win of his game ends up being an amazing night for you both.

(Part one to - Part 2)

warnings: smut

pairing: joe burrow x reader

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joe had a game today. it was home, bengals vs raiders.

joes alarm shook us awake, he let out a loud sigh as he released his arms from me and rolled over to turn the alarm off.

once the alarm was off he wrapped his arms around me again, laying his head against my chest.

"morning joe." - you rubbed his back

joe just whined as he nuzzled his face into my neck.

"wake up babe." - you kissed his cheek

"no." - joe mumbled

i sighed loudly, cuddly joe was cute, but he was almost always the reason why we had to rush getting ready.

"you have a game today." - you continued rubbing his back

"mhm, i know." - joe

"so you need to get up." - you chuckled

"my games at 1.." - joe whined

"and it's 8. get up babe." - you

“are you working media today?" - joe leaned up

“yeah, i'll be taking pictures." - you

joe groaned and plopped back on the bed in an exaggerated way, before snuggling himself against you.

"will you get up now??" - you

"why do you want to get me outta here so fast? who's in this bed when i'm gone?" - joe joked

"no one you weirdo, i’m just not gonna be late because you didn’t get up.” - you

"i so wouldn't care if it meant i could lay in this bed with you all day" - joe pulled you into his lap

now i was straddling him, his eyes looking straight into mine.

"you're so beautiful." - joe squeezed your hips

"i just woke up." - you chuckled

"still." - joe smiled

"i love you." - you

"love you too." - joe kissed you

"i gotta shower... wanna join?" - you

"of. course." - joe

i laughed as i got off of his lap and grabbed his hand, pulling him off the bed.

*time skip*

joe and i walked into the locker room at the same time, he had his pregame fit on and he was looking insanely good. of course for media sake i let joe walk a few feet ahead of me so we'd still get good content of him.

once we were in the locker room it was time for us to part ways.

"i know i'll see you on the sidelines but i just want to tell you good luck. i know you're gonna do amazing, because you're the best qb in the league joe." - you

"i love you so much." - joe pulled you into a hug

"i love you too, baby" - you

joe pulled away for a second and kissed my lips, holding my face gently with his hand.

"i'm gonna go, i need to set up." - you

"yeah... bye." - joe

"bye." - you turned around and smiled as you walked away towards the field entrance

*time skip*

everything was going great. it was the beginning of the second quarter and the bengals were winning 17 - 10. offense was on the field right now and joe was doing amazing, o-line could definitely be better.. but joe was avoiding sacks amazingly.

i stood on the sidelines, with the rest of the photographers. i looked to the ground for a split second and saw something on the ground, it was a candy bar wrapper so i bent over to pick it up.. that's when everything escalated.

multiple fans in the stands behind me.. that were men, catcalled me. and it didn't just stop there.

"someone throw their trash down their so she’ll bend over again"

the guys around him just laughed, i didn't even turn around. all the games that i had worked sideline at.. nothing like this had ever happened.

"baby girl! i know you hear me! i'd love to hop down there and drag your ass out of this stadium"

i really don't know what to do, this has never happened to me before. there was no one around me that i could grab. joe was on the field, zac was coaching, and i didn't want to bother any of the other guys.

"don't ignore me bitch, if you don't want to be yelled at then cover up next time"

that was my final straw, offense was coming off the field and i wanted to run over to joe so bad but i didn't want to distract him. i could confront these guys by myself.

"i'm married!" - you shot the guy a snarky look

"don't see a husband anywhere!"

(joes pov)

as the offense and i hustled off the field, i looked around our sideline trying to find y/n.

when my eyes landed on her she was turned around talking to a few male raiders fans, but she didn't look happy. she looked far from it.

i sat down on the bench, next to tee and ja'marr but kept my eyes on y/n.

the guys kept yelling things at her that i couldn't hear, each time her face lost more and more color.

"uh joe.. that doesn't look good." - ja'marr

"i know." - joe said as his jaw clenched

i jumped up and walked over to zac.

"taylor, look at y/n." - joe

"what?" - zac turned and faced where joe was pointing

i watched all the features in his face drop as he saw what was happening.

"go." - zac nodded

i looked at him for a second but when we made eye contact i realized what he was saying and i started running down the sideline to y/n.

i weaved through all the players, trying not to run into anyone. when i finally made it to her, i watched her face wash over with relief.

"everything okay?" - joe

"no." - your eyes teared up

"what's wrong?" - joe

"those guys keep yelling inappropriate things about me.. joe i'm scared." - you fell into his arms

she practically fell into me, so i quickly wrapped my arms tightly around her as i glared up at the guys who had been heckling her.

"here comes her night in shining armor everyone!"

everything this dipshit said seemed to be the funniest thing ever to his friends.

"whore slept her way into a sideline photographer job"

"that's why she's wearing the skimpy tight clothes, so burrow stays interested in her"

"don't listen to them, baby. i'm here, just pay attention to me." - joe rubbed your back

"i wanna leave." - you cried

"here, just come over and sit on the bench with me." - joe

"joe.. i can’t i'll get in trouble." - you

"i think your boss will understand y/n. if she doesn't.. then i'll intervene." - joe

"joey." - you

"nope, lets go." - joe took your hand and started walking you over to the bench

when we made it over to the bench, ja'marr and tee both stood up to give us space.

she never let go of my hand, i literally felt terrible.

"y/n, are you okay? what did they say to you? do i need to get someone to come get you?" - zac walked over

she wouldn't speak up, not wanting to recall the cruel words that were just spoken to her so i told zac what i had heard once i got over there.

"i flagged down your boss when you guys were still over there, she said you can go up to the box with joes parents." - zac

"thanks zac." - you

"no problem, you can go ahead and head up now if you want.” - zac

she nodded and zac walked away. before she stood up she turned to me.

"thank you.. i love you more than you'll ever know joe." - you

"i love you more. get outta here, i'll see you after the game." - joe

*time skip*

(y/n's pov)

we all stood outside of the locker room, waiting for joe. robin was holding savanna, joe and i’s three year old daughter who was passed out asleep.

i was talking to robin when joes tall frame came into my peripherals, causing me to stop mid sentence and make my way over to him.

"good game baby!" - you wrapped your arms around him

"thanks, babe." - joe kissed your forehead as his arms wrapped around you

"you played so good, i'm proud of you!" - you

"thank you.. have you seen my parents?" - joe

"yeah they're over there with savanna i kinda ran off when i saw you" - you

"let's go over to them." - joe took your hand and started walking towards your family

once we had made it over to them everyone took turns hugging and praising joe before dad mode took over and sav would have his full attention. mid conversation savanna started fussing so robin sat her on the ground, she immediately wrapped herself around joe’s leg.

"dada." - savanna whined

"what princess?" - joe

"up." - savanna stuck her arms up, signaling joe to pick her up

joe bent down and picked sav up, she laid her little head in his chest.

"dada, thirsty." - savanna

"do you want to go get something from the locker room?" - joe

"yes!" - savanna squealed

"hey baby?" - joe put his hand on your lower back to let you know he was there

"mhm?" - you

"sav’s thirsty so imma grab something for her out of the locker room. do you want anything?" - joe

"no, i'm okay. thank you though." - you

"i'll be right back then." - joe kissed you

joe took sav’s hand and started back towards the locker room.

he hadn't brought up what happened during the game yet, but he was in a good mood and i didn't want to ruin that by bringing it up. once i got up to the box, my family comforted me. robin reassured me that the man's words were false and that i shouldn't listen to them. after all of the pep talks i shoved it out of my mind and focused on cheering for joe. quickly my mood was improved and it ended up being a fun day.

(joes pov)

when i got to the door of the locker room i realized there was probably still players getting in and out of the shower.

i looked down at sav, thinking of what i could do.

"i've got an idea." - joe mumbled as he reached into his pocket and took the headband out

i bent down to savs level as i put the headband over her eyes.

"dada what are you doin??" - savanna

"the guys might be in the shower savvy" - joe

"oh. ewwww" - savanna

"yes, ew." - joe opened the door and lead sav i

i held sav’s hand rather tight since i had to guide her over to my locker.

"yo hey savvy!" - ja'marr

"hi, marr marr!" - sam

sav had been loving ja’marr ever since she was a newborn, as soon as she started talking

"joe why's she blindfolded?" - ja'marr

"i didn't know if you guys were done in the shower yet." - joe

"ohh yeah, smart idea." - ja'marr

"do you want water or gatorade?" - joe

"gatorade" - sav babbled

i got one out of the package and handed it to her.

"let's get back to your momma." - joe

"i'll see ya later!" - ja'marr

"see ya later bro." - joe

"bye marr marr" - sav waved bye

"sweetie, you're waving bye to a wall." - joe gently grabbed her shoulders and moved her to where she was facing ja'marr

"there you go." - joe

"bye marr marr!" - sam waved

"bye sweetheart" - ja'marr

when we left the locker room i took the blindfold off of her eyes and walked over to everyone

"did you get your drink girly?" - you

"yup!" - sav waved her gatorade

"are you ready to go home?" - joe looked at you

"i'd like to talk a little longer if that’s alright with you, is everything okay?" - you

"i- i'm just tired." - joe

the look on her face told me she knew why i wanted to leave. it was because of what happened during the game. it just made me so mad and i wanted it to just be us.. at home.

"robin you have a key to our place right? i don't know when you guys will be getting home from dinner so we might be asleep the time you get to the house." - you

"yup i've got a key, honey! are you guys leaving already?" - robin

"yeah, joe’s sore and tired so we're gonna go ahead and head out." - you

"thanks for coming!" - joe

"you did good joey, now go home and celebrate the win with your family." - robin smiled as she hugged her son

after pulling away from my mom, i embraced my dad and said our goodbyes.

i picked sav up and held her against my chest.

"they're so cute." - jimmy watched you guys walk away

"they're truly the sweetest family, y/n and joe are so adorable." - robin

"what do the kids say.. uh couple goals. yeah that's what they are." - jimmy

"i'm so happy they found each other." - robin

"i am too" - jimmy smiled in adoration

*time skip*

joe was putting savanna to sleep by himself.

this is something he usually does when he's upset, he stays alone with the presence of just the kids because of their carefree attitudes.

i sat on the couch downstairs, the tv wasn't on and all the lights were off so when all of a sudden i felt a hand on my shoulder i flinched.

"just me, baby." - joe

"oh.." - you chuckled slightly

"sorry.." - joe walked in front of the couch before crawling on top of you.

joe was laying directly on top of me, his head in my chest, and his arms wrapped around me.

one of my hands was occupied by playing with his hair. i knew it comforted him so i made sure to curl my fingers into his soft dark blonde locks.

"im so sorry for what happened. those guys are idiots, and please don't take their words to heart because they have no idea what they're talking about." - joe

"i know that everything they said was wrong.. but i just don't know why they'd say it. i haven't done anything wrong, or been mean.. towards anyone. i just don’t understand why i deserve it." - you

"you don’t baby. it's because they see a young woman that's successful and they don't like it. i couldn't tell you why but some people are just like that. but listen you don't need to seek validation from others. you know who you are.. and you know that i know who you are. that's all that matters." - joe

"you're right.. seems you're always right." - you

joe laughed slightly, you could hear how tired he was.

"is there something we can do do tonight that'll make you happy?"'- joe leaned up and sat on the couch cushion next to me

"uh yeah actually.." - you turned to joe

"what's that?" - joe

i put my hand on his cheek, letting it slowly roam downwards.

"well you won your game.. and comforted me on the sidelines. so i'd say you need a reward right?" - your hand went from his cheek, down his chest, his stomach, and staying on his thigh

"rewarded.. how?" - joe looked down at your hand on his thigh

"i think you already know baby." - your statement caused joes eyes to meet yours

"y/n.. my parents are gonna be home soon. what if they walk in on us?" - joe

"then let's go upstairs." - you stood up and put your hand out

once joe took my hand i led him upstairs to our room, making sure to be extra quiet when was passed the sam's room and the twins room.

when we got inside, joe was in control now. he shut the door and immediately pushed me over to the bed, kissing the entire time.

"i think i enjoy this more than actually winning the game." - joe mumbled

"i know i do." - you ran your hands through his hair

"i gotta get you out of these clothes." - joe

"then take 'em off of me, joe." - you whined

he looked at me with that dirty smirk, he loved how the moment we got to the bedroom i surrendered to him. joe quickly took his shirt off before he turned to me. he gently took my leggings off along with my bengals cropped shirt, leaving me in just my underwear and bra. he took a step back and let his eyes roam over my body. it wasn't until he groaned that i realized he was palming himself as he looked at me.

"shit, you're so beautiful." - joe groaned

i walked forward and put my lips on his, needing to taste his sweet lips. it caught him off guard but then he quickly lead me backwards before giving me a gentle push onto the bed.

with the push joe just gave me, i was now laying completely flat on the bed. he was still standing up, and when he moved forward to press his bulge against my center i couldn't help but let a small moan slip out.

"shit baby. you feel that? feel how fucking hard you make me?" - joe

oh god. joe wasn't normally a dirty talker in bed.. but when he was i knew it was because he was really in the mood and needed me then and there.

"joe." - you moaned

"yeah? what is it?" - joe

"please." - you

"please what?" - joe

"i need you, joey." - you

joe acted fast, he pulled away from me and immediately pulled his shorts and boxers off.

he was lining himself up when we heard a sound.

it was the front door, robin and jimmy were here.

both joe and i looked at each other with scared eyes.

"you gotta be quiet for me, okay? can't have my mom hearing." - joe winked

i gave him a dirty look and he had a confused look on his face.

"what?" - joe

"maybe we should just go to bed." - you stood up

"what?" - joe looked at you with hurt written on his face

"i'm gonna go shower." - you

"y/n.. i'm confused." - joe

"i just don't want to when your parents are here, joe." - you

"we can be quiet.." - joe

"joe.. just drop it okay?" - you

"did i do something?" - joe

"no joe, i'm just not comfortable doing it when there's a chance we could be heard and i really don't want to be pushed do to something i don't want to do" - you

"im sorry.." - the lust in joes eyes was no longer there, now they were full of concern

"it's fine.." - you walked into the bathroom but joe followed

i was stepping into the showers when joe grabbed my wrist to stop me. at first i thought his intentions were impure but he just pulled me into a hug. his erection was still poking my leg but i knew that joe didn’t mean for it to, he just wanted to comfort me.

"just ignore... that." - joe

"i'm trying my best." - you laughed

"can i at least shower with you?" - joe

"will you behave?" - you

"mhm." - joe nodded

"okay, come on then shiesty." - you smiled

*time skip*

"goodnight, i love you." - joe kissed you

"goodnight joey. i love you." - you

after squeezing my waist he gave me another quick kiss before he rolled over and tried to get comfortable.

an hour later, i sat restless. now i regret stopping joe because i was left aching and needing him more than before.

i didn't want to wake up him up because in the morning we'd be leaving for a two day trip with alexa and ja'marr. which is also the reason why joes parents were staying the night, so they could watch the kids while we were gone.

i tried to go to sleep, i really did. but i couldn't.

at first all i was doing was rubbing his back, and when he rolled over now facing me i thought he was awake.

"joe?" - you

when he didn't reply i realized he was still asleep and i was still restless.

he just looked so perfect, the blanket barely reached his waist. his now long hair was laying over on his forehead as his built chest rises and falls with every breath. i needed him.

when i leaned forward i was just placing little kisses on his neck before they wandered down and i started kissing all over his chest.

"baby?" - joe

shit.

i dove under the covers, pretending to be asleep.

"i know you're awake honey. you were just kissing my neck." - joe chuckled

"i'm sorry for waking you.. i'm just kinda- i don't know.." - you

"you regret stopping me earlier, don’t you? is that what it is?" - joe smirked

i defeatedly nodded, avoiding eye contact with him.

"do you wanna continue?" - joe

"joe it's past midnight, we have to leave early tomorrow morning. you get grumpy when you're tired" - you

"i'm not gonna be grumpy if i lost sleep because of sex babe" - joe grinned

when i looked at the smile on his face i feel like every ounce of self control i had left disappeared.

joe scooted closer to me and grabbed my hips to pull me into him.

once his arms wrapped around my waist his lips met mine. these kisses were rough and you could practically feel the desperation for each other.

joe grabbed me and flipped over onto his back, now i was on top.

"take the shirt off." - joe said between kisses

i pulled away and pulled my shirt off, joes pupils dilated softly when my chest was now bare for him.

"holy shit.. baby you gotta ride me." - joe groaned as he lifted his hips and pulled his boxers down

when i sank down on him we both moaned, but joe reached up and put his hand over my mouth.

"quiet, beautiful." - joe

his one hand stayed on my mouth as his other rested on my hip, encouraging me to keep moving.

"atta girl." - joe groaned when you moved

"joe, fuck!" - your head fell back as your eyes clenched shut

a couple minutes later, i knew joe was close by how his hips bucked and his moans became more frequent.

"baby. im close-" - joe was cut off by his own moan has he came

when i continued moving joe grabbed my thighs, trying to slow me down.

"i- i cant. it's too much y/n" - joe breathed heavily

"please joe? i'm not that far off." - you watched as he nodded slowly and clench his eyes shut

every move i made, joe whimpered. he was sensitive and the stimulation was killing him.

"joey!" - you moaned

"cmon, babe." - joe whined

"i'm close, i'm close!" - you moaned

"let go for me baby." - joe whined as he came for the second time

i wasn't far behind him, and i slumped forward against him out of breath.

"that was amazing." - joe heaved

"yeah, we were a little loud though." - you said through heavy breaths

"who cares? we have a kid, it's not like they didn't know we do it" - joe

"yeah, you're right.." - you rolled off of him and laid your head in his chest

"cmon, let's go clean up." - joe

"nooo, i'm too tired." - you

"i'll help you up, and i'll wash you off." - joe

"i'd rather lay here. your chest is a really nice pillow.” - you

"well after we take a nice bath you can lay down and go to sleep." - joe

i was gonna protest because i was absolutely exhausted but joe was already getting off the bed and wrapping his arms around me, leading me into the bathroom.

*time skip*

"baby.. you awake?" - joe rubbed your arm

we were sitting in the bath after cleaning off, i was sitting between joes legs as my back was to his chest. my head was laying on his shoulder.

"mhm." - you

"that wasn't very convincing." - joe chuckled as he stood up

we dried off and i slipped into a pair of shorts and a shirt before getting into bed and finally cuddling up to joe.

"you think you can sleep now?" - joe

"yup, i love you!" - you kissed his cheek

"love you too." - joe kissed your head and you were already falling asleep on his chest

————————————————————————authors note: just a lil smutty imagine for your saturday afternoon.

hope you enjoyed! ❤️

#joe burrow #bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joey b #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow smut

[daisybell17]

New Years with Loki hc’s:

He would be so confused on why this was such a big deal to many midgardians…its a new year…so what?

Besides his confusion, he loved new years eve parties, and with you it just makes it 100x better

His first new years eve party was hosted by Tony Stark so of course it did not disappoint

He wore a nice black suit with hints of green silks inside his coat jacket. You on the other hand wore a tight fitting dress, also having hints of green through glitter spread around the dress

Loki could not keep his eye off you

The night was filled with great conversation, food, drinks and celebration of the year that passed by and the year to come

Loki kept hearing about “resolutions” and of course when it came to Midgardian things he did not understand, he would ask you

“Why is everyone asking me my “resolutions”? From Stark to the spider boy to even the arrow guy…what is a resolution darling?”

“Well a new years resolution is something people make as a sort of change in their life, sometimes they’re big, sometimes small. It’s just something people make as the new year comes, since its like a restart of everything”

“That sounds…odd, why do people wait till new years to make a change, just do it now”

“I cant really answer that honey, everyone is different, plus I have my own resolution”

His eyebrows raised at your response “You do? Enlighten me my dear”

“Yea one of my new years resolution is to spend more time reading, hopefully finishing books i have been putting of. I guess mine is small but it is some improvement…you should make something!” You encouraged him as to bring in the new years spirit

“Me? Improvement? Make a resolution? Darling I don’t need one. I’m perfect. duh” He snickered

You laughed at his response “You know there isn’t such thing as perfection, thats what makes life beautiful, its always changing and you find the beauty in it…plus, even perfection such as yourself can always self improve somewhere”

“That defeat the whole purpose of perfect, I don’t need some resolution…i am PERFECT darling!” He kisses your cheek as he finished his stance

“Okay! Whatever you say honey”

The night goes on as normal but of course your words linger Loki’s mind…and he took a minute to do some reflection…i mean he knew he was perfect, but even perfection has room for self-improvement…hmmm..

As the final 10 minutes of the year approached, your tipsy self found Loki and fell onto him

“Woah! Darling you ok?” He says as he holds you up

“YUP JUST TIPSY! …its a-almost n-new years…i need to be sober for our kisssssss”

“Kiss? I can kiss you right now you know”

“nOOOO new years eve kiss! I need water…NOW”

Loki rushes to get you water to get you back to being sober and by the time you gathered yourself and your thoughts, there was about 3 minutes to go

“OKAY IM GOOD! so basically a new years kiss is when we kiss once the clock hits 0! so basically…an i love you kiss, happy new year! Ya get it?”

Loki nods…he would kiss you any day at any time but he knew to wait, this was special to you as he could tell

As everyone gathered and the clock counted down, you and Loki stood together side by side

“10….9…8…7!”

Loki watches as everyone was here, celebrating the past and the future, all in the present moment…

“6…5…4...3!”

As the last 3 seconds ticked by, he took one good look at you. He knew how the past year had been for you…filled with so much good, too much bad in his opinion but amazing moment you both shared…and he couldn’t wait to see what the future brought for you in your own right, but for where you both will be and the memories to be created…he couldn’t wait

“2…1! Happy New Year!” Everyone cheered, screams of happiness filled the room and hugs and love was spread all around

You looked up at Loki and awaited for him to kiss you, which he did once you gave that glance that drove him insane

As the kiss went on, Loki felt nothing but happiness…how lucky is he to be with someone like you? What a lucky god he is….

Pulling away, you hugged Loki and watched as the fireworks went of and your friends greeting one another, you and Loki also greeting back

The excitement slowly died down and many went back to partying and drinking…Loki looked at you “Darling…I have a resolution”

You looked at him happily “You do?! You wanna share or keep it to yourself?”

“No no…you should know…My new years resolution is to make us happier…build us closer to our future…and of course…love you more and more each day…”

Looking at Loki, your eyes welled up in happy tears and you kissed him once more “Oh i’m so lucky to be with you…my love, I love you so much”

“I am just as lucky as you…I love you too…happy new year” He says with a smile as he held you close

#loki #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki god of mischief #loki marvel #loki series #marvel #loki season 2 #loki x reader #loki x reader fluff #fluff #loki and reader #loki is in love with you #loki and you #loki and reader fluff #new years eve #loki hc’s #loki hcs #loki hc #you are in love with loki #loki is a sweetheart #loki tom hiddleston #loki 2011 #loki fanfic #loki show #loki and y/n #loki x y/n #loki fluff

[cattimeswithjellie]

Two new hermits!

Two new hermits!

You cannot see me right now but that is because I am vibrating at an insanely high rate of speed from the anticipation.

(For anybody who doesn't know, the new banner on Hermitcraft.com today has two new shadow figures added to it!)

(Also, Xisuma tweeted just a few hours ago, with many trolly replies from current hermits)

TWO NEW HERMITS!!!!

Man, I would really love it if one of them were Skizzleman. I know he's not exactly a crack builder, but not everybody who's been a Hermit has been a master builder, certainly not upon joining the server. And he would fit in so well with the vibe that many of the hermits have expressed about Season 10, that Season 9 was hard because it was too big and too much, and it's time to have fun with their friends again. Who better for that than a literal honest-to-god event planner and facilitator, right?

Honestly we have very little to go on in terms of what the Hermits are looking for this time when adding to their ranks. We've only had three new Hermits join and three Hermits leave since Season 6 in early 2020, a short eternity in YouTube time. (I am not counting Jessassin here since he became a behind-the-scenes guy so is still around and not actually producing that many fewer episodes than when he was active.) Biffa and Python left after S6 and were replaced at the beginning of S8 by Pearl and Gem. I don't have a huge knowledge of either of them but a cursory search suggests that Python was a builder but Biffa was more a vibes type Hermit. (You may correct me if I'm wrong but all his videos are private now and I couldn't find any big builds he made.) TFC, who passed away during Season 9, is the most recent Hermit to leave the server, and he was absolutely and immaculately a Vibes Hermit.

It seems like, given that Pearl, Gem and Grian are all excellent Builder Hermits, that maybe we're due for a Vibes Hermit or two. Or heck, maybe mix it up and throw in a new Redstone Hermit, somebody from the Hivemind to give Doc some enrichment before he blows up the whole server with goats or something. All I know is there's a long list of folks who would make excellent new Hermits and I can't wait to see what they come up with!

(But I still hope it's Skizz)

#hermitcraft #season 10 #new hermits #skizzleman #he's just fun #and pretty much game for anything so he'd be a great collab partner #help the man he can't even afford sleeves

[cosmerelists]

What Autocorrect Does to Cosmere Character Names

@cosmereplay suggested this list about how characters' names autocorrect in my phone--a great idea! However...I write so many lists on my phone that my phone has learned pretty much everyone's name. If I legitimately mistype "Kaladin," the phone will just correct it to "Kaladin." It knows.

So instead...I went into my phone messaging app and looked at what was suggested as I typed the character's name. I also hopped into Microsoft and looked at their suggested spelling corrections. This did produce some...interesting results. 

So here are my phone/computer suggestions for Cosmere names!

1. Kaladin

Phone suggestion: malady

Computer suggestion: paladin

This is so real. Kaladin feels that he himself is a malady while everyone else sees him as a (sometimes literal) knight in shining armor. 

2. Zellion

Phone suggestion: zero

Computer suggestion: zillion 

Ah yes. The age-old question. Is Zellion nothing...or is he everything? Zellion asks himself this question daily.

3. Shallan

Phone suggestion: shall and

Computer suggestion: shall an

If there is one thing both devices know for sure, it's that "Shallan" isn't a word. It's two words. And is there any better representation of Shallan, she who sees herself as multiple people in one? 

4. Leshwi

Phone suggestion: lesbian

Computer suggestion: lechwe

My phone believes Leshwi to be a lesbian. My computer believes her to be the noble antelope, galloping over the plains of Africa (apparently that is what a "lechwe" is). I'm not sure I totally buy either of those headcanons, but I can appreciate them both.

5. Adolin 

Phone suggestion: advil

Computer suggestions: adjoin, adoring, or addling

Yes, yes, I can see it. Adolin truly is a type of pain relief. He brings people together. He adores his wife and his friends. And I guess he...is confusing sometimes? 

6. Dalinar

Phone suggestion: Salina

Computer suggestion: decliner

My phone is trying to find a lovely name for if Dalinar turns out to be trans, while my computer is like "Man he says no to everything." 

7. Navani

Phone suggestion: navigate, java

Computer suggestion: nagana

Once again, my phone takes the positive track: Navani is an explorer! A computer programmer! Maybe the embodiment of coffee! My computer, meanwhile, has identified her as (looks up word)...some sort of parasitic disease that infects animals? Who wrote this? Moash?

8. Renarin

Phone suggestion: Renaissance, remarkable

Computer suggestion: remain

Okay, I'm noticing a definite pattern here. My phone (correctly) sees Renarin as a remarkable Renaissance man! My computer is like, "Well, he sure is there." 

9. Raboniel 

Phone suggestion: rabies

Computer suggestion: baronial

The positivity/negativity polarity has switched! Now my phone thinks Raboniel is a disease with a 100% fatality rate whereas my computer believes her to be "grand, impressive, opulent."

I think Navani would be like, "Both fit."

10. Rlain 

Phone suggestion: flair, email

Computer suggestion: rain

Okay...I think these all sort of work. Rlain definitely has flair. He is the bridger of minds, just like, uh, email? And singers do go into storms to transform, so rain is a fair association too. 

11. Hesina

Phone suggestion: Jedi; hesitate; he's in; he's insane; he's inside

I don't think I even need to go to the computer for this one. It's already a, uh, lovely (?) poem. Well, less lovely and more terrifying...who is the "he" who is terrorizing Hesina?? Luckily, she's a Jedi, so she'll definitely be able to handle it.

12. Vivenna

Phone suggestion: video, vice

Computer suggestion: Vienna

I feel that Vivenna herself would be unhappy with these suggestions. She does not see herself as a person of vice nor is she a big city person. And I feel like original flavor Vivenna wouldn't be a huge fan of videos either. 

13. Zahel

Phone suggestion: Zach

Computer suggestion: hazel

Something about Zahel autocorrecting to Zach cracks me up. "Yup, that's just ol' Zach over there. Zach with his sword. Ardent Zach." 

I'm pretty neutral on "hazel." It has a "z" I guess.

14. Susebron 

Phone suggestion: dude, dude right, dude rocks

Once again, no computer is needed here. The phone has already produced such a lovely poem. And unlike the Hesina one, it's not a horror show! It's like someone is commenting on Susebron himself. "Dude! Dude, right? Dude rocks!"

15. Steris

Phone suggestion: stern, sterile, sterilization

Computer suggestion: steric

I mean...yeah. Steris can be stern. She can seem sterile. She would definitely be a fan of sterilization of, like, equipment after experiments. "Steric" apparently means "relating to the arrangement of atoms" which, uh, sure?

16. Kelsier

Phone suggestion: keep, keeping

Computer suggestion: Kelsie

My phone seems Kelsier as a survivor--someone who keeps on keeping on!

My computer is now the one headcanoning a character as trans.

15. Sadeas

Phone suggestion: safe, safety

Computer suggestion: sides, saddens

I think that, uh, Adolin would have some words to say about my phone's suggestions here. Sadeas as "safe safety"??

But Dalinar might agree with the computer. Sadeas did pick sides. It was indeed sad.

18. Moash 

Phone suggestion: Moana

Computer suggestion: mash, mosh, moat

Yes, yes, the computer is definitely on to something here (he smashes, he's in a pit, he makes himself an island...)

But can we appreciate that my phone just thinks he's a Disney princess? Tumblr's with you, phone.

#cosmere #cosmerelists #thank you for the list idea cosmereplay! #Kaladin #Zellion #Shallan #Adolin #Dalinar #Sadeas #Steris #Vivenna #Susebron #Hesina #Moash #Navani #Raboniel #Leshwi #Renarin #Rlain #Vasher #Kelsier

[ladyluscinia]

I think they were so worried about not getting a season 3 they ruined both the viewers expecting one and the viewers who would've liked it to end there. they've created an easily destroyable status quo because of course something needs to happen to get everyone back together for season 3. so it's not even a happy ending; it's so fragile, it's designed to fall apart the second that anyone learns that the show is back on. i get not wanting to bank on having a third season and wrapping it up but like. Galavant did that and did it better. WITH THE HEROES RETIRING AND THE TWO MINUTE MARRIAGE CEREMONY TO BOOT. But it gave an outline of where the plot might go from there and how the adventure will continue if it gets to. And it never got to, and season 2's ending is good because it's not /fragile/--it's not a cliffhanger, but you get the idea that they could keep going from there still. whereas this one didn't want to be a cliffhanger so much that they created the most breakable new status quo in history and if there is a season 3 it'll immediately be undone and I'll probably still watch it but like I'll /know/, y'know? They could fix everything in the first episode of season 3 and I'd still have to know that at one point, this was considered an acceptable outcome.

The thing that is driving me absolutely insane is they DID NOT HAVE TO DO THIS!

There's so many people looking at it like "well it's a shame that 2x08 clearly had to cram several episodes into one for budget reasons and it made the development weaker but that's the situation MAX put them in" and I cannot emphasize enough how much that is not true.

MAX did not break it to them after episodes 2x01 - 2x07 were written and half filmed that they would have to wrap up the whole plot in 30 minutes. Like absolute worst case scenario they had 10 eps mostly written and budget came back 20% over and they had to reduce to 8 total. More likely they knew they were getting 8 from the start.

It is absolutely nobody's fuck up except David Jenkins and his writers' room if they were unrealistic about what character beats were needed and would fit in the timeframe to reach a satisfying wrap up.

Worries about no S3 were on the table the moment it took until JUNE to get confirmation of S2. This wasn't sprung on them. If they wanted their story to have a "just in case" happy ending and then a "fully realized arc" happy ending, they should have fucking acted like it???

I was shocked when the first three episodes that dropped were so hardcore on destroying Edward's relationships and laying bare exactly how deep his issues went. It only made sense to me if they were going all in on getting a S3 and prepared to spend all of S2 focused on the implications of all that, and then the not-even two week in-universe timeline of the season reinforced my understanding that was happening.

"Shame we don't have time for our main couple to even start addressing their relationship or having moments of self-realization and sharing their issues," says guy who decided to make the first half of S2 about adding more problems on top of well established ones from S1 and the second half of S2 about throwing in a second breakup cycle instead of dealing with the fallout from the first.

Want Edward to end on a beat of feeling part of the found family? Well maybe adding a timeskip after 2x05 and then a crew chat in 2x06 where you make it clear he did an apology tour offscreen could help, but you also could have just not focused hard on him poisoning his relationship with every single one of them in the first place???

There's multiple different ways you can do Act 2 of a three act structure, and they did not have to choose one that ends on another dark cliffhanger beat or right at the open ended turning point toward growth? Like they didn't even do the one they picked in a way they could fit in their season. I feel like by the end of a struggles Act 2 both your protagonists need to have self-realized their issues and maybe had one conversation about it? Edward still wasn't talking about his guilt, and Stede wasn't talking about anything.

They aren't even at the turning point of growth and out of the backsliding / lessons learned era yet, that's why potential S3 will start on another backslide when status quo breaks and Stede starts "that's nice, dear"-ing Edward during the day and slipping out at night to vicariously listen to pirate stories or whatever (and they frame it like he's cheating).

We have two out of three seasons in a show that might only get two, and I feel like the characters have barely moved from their starting position.

Like idk maybe they are really good at coming up with character flaws - ex: Stede is repressed and bottles up his traumas until he mentally checks out / runs away - and just drawing blanks on how to believably "fix" them, but just going "well what if we just used this flaw to throw another miscommunication roadblock in their relationship?" is not getting them where they want to be.

The season was fundamentally designed against their stated goal and did not make what seem to be necessary writing concessions to the reduced screentime if they wanted their finale to land as an even plausibly happy ending. It's hollow.

And possibly not even salvageable in S3 since they aren't demonstrating the skills to salvage it.

#our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd 2x08 #david jenkins #ask #ladyluscinia #ofmd meta #ofmd critical

[drewsbuzzcut]

blurb of like Dallas doing a day in the life of a married 20 year old still in college

“Good morning,” Dallas yawns, holding her phone up at an angle to catch her untamed, morning hair. Rolling over, she captures Nick who is nestled into her side. His face moves to the crook of her neck and his limbs are thrown over her body.

“He’s such a sleepy baby,” she giggles, carding her fingers through his hair. She abruptly stops when he stirs.

“Who are you talking to?” He mumbles, face moving and burrowing into her chest.

“TikTok,” at Dallas’ words, Nick looks up at the camera to see her recording. He eventually decides he doesn’t care and falls right back to sleep

“Today is a busy day, so unfortunately I have to get up!”

Dallas forces herself out of bed and her husband’s arms. She gets so fluttery on the inside when she remembers that they’re officially married.

She sets up her phone on the bathroom counter while she brushes her teeth and does her skincare.

“So today we have no classes, thank god! I literally cannot fathom having to go to an 8 am. Pro tip: don’t sign up for morning classes because they’ll kick your ass,” she informs while rubbing her moisturizer into her face.

“Anyways back to the agenda, I have to go to a ton of fabric stores, because I just know I won’t find all of what I’m looking for at a singular location. I have an appointment to get my last name changed to Moldenhauer, and then I have to go to the store and buy different necessities. Oh, I also have a pilates class and a test to take, so today should be busy to say the least,” Dallas lists off the different things on her agenda.

She quickly goes into her makeup routine, showing off her favorite products that she uses everyday.

“Wait!” Nick blurts out, scurrying into the restroom with only his underwear on. She’ll have to blur it out later. He hugs her from behind, his arms wrapping around her neck and requests a kiss before she puts on lip gloss.

“I’m going with you, so just let me get ready. I’ll be like 10 minutes,” he says against her lips, a hand coming up to caress her cheek.

Dallas nods her head and kisses him again.

“I love you, husband.” Her cheeks grow red and her eyes turn into hearts.

“I love you, wife.” She wants to jump around and scream; she loves him so much.

-

“We’re here at one of my favorite thrift stores. I usually buy left over fabrics or pieces of clothing that I can incorporate into a different piece. Right now I have over half of my list, which is actually so relieving,” Dallas talks fast while giving an overview of the different things in her basket.

She continues to walk around until she finds Nick looking through a pile of old umich merch.

“Baby, look at this jacket. You’d look so hot in it, especially if you’re wearing your leather pants and those little kitten heels,” Nick announces the outfit he’s picturing in his head.

He holds up the vintage looking, windbreaker with a smirky smile. He drops his eye in a wink and the girl has to stop recording, so she can kiss her husband.

“You’re so hot,” she mutters into his mouth. Her fingers card through his hair, and she has a hard time not pulling him into the restroom at the back of the store.

“Back to our regularly scheduled program, Nick is almost a better thrifter than I am. He, not only found two of the fabrics I was looking for, but some statement pieces for some game day fits. He learned from the best,” she whispers into the mic of her phone as she records Nick showing off what he found. He’s so proud of himself and it’s the cutest thing ever.

“I think I deserve a kiss for all my hard work,” Nick hums and pulls his wife into his chest.

They share a sweet kiss that’s interrupted by their giggling and wide smiles. They do a little kiss for the camera and Dallas knows she’s so insanely lucky to have him by her side.

-

Dallas pulls Nick away from the camera, getting him to spin her around. She burns red with the way his eyes focus on her and the way she twirls around. She truly feels like the only girl in the world when she’s with Nick.

Dallas strikes a pose and Nick falls in line without even being told. They show off their outfits and do a little dance together.

“I think everyone should leave a compliment, telling her how beautiful and sexy and hot she is. But she’s mine!” Nick jokes. Well, Dallas thinks it’s a joke, but knowing him, he’d probably get jealous of the comments.

“No one leave comments about my husband, because he’s mine and no one else can look at him,” Dallas counters Nick’s words, giving her man a glimpse of her very well hidden jealousy. Even if it’s a joke, she wants him to know that she can also match his possessiveness. Not that he minds.

Nick flashes a smirk at the camera and cops a squeeze of her ass, making her gasp and turn her backside away from the camera.

“You all did not see that,” she says through a laugh.

Her hockey player doesn’t care, though, so he slaps her ass and kisses on her neck until she’s squirming.

-

“I’m so excited! I have been looking forward to this all day. We’re here at our local courthouse to file paperwork to change my last name. It’s the reason why I’m wearing slacks and a button up; i have to look professional. Since I’m only 20, I’ve received a lot of hate for being married already.”

“It’s bull. She should not be getting any hate for being in love. People who have something bad to say are just jealous,” Nick chimes in, putting an appreciative smile on his wife’s face.

She finds herself smiling a lot since meeting him and since marrying him.

The camera pans to the doors of the courthouse and their intertwined hands. Her pearl ring and floral engraved band shine in the sun.

“Hi, June Blankenburg. I’m here to file the required paperwork to change my last name.”

Now Nick’s holding the camera, flipping it back and forth between Dallas and his excited reaction.

“I can’t believe the love of my life is changing her last name to mine. I can’t believe I get to be married to her for the rest of my life,” he whispers, camera pointed at his wife as she hands over her paperwork.

“Soon I’ll officially be June Dallas Moldenhauer on every legal document! I’m so excited,” Dallas cheers, holding up her ring finger as she skips over to Nick.

They share one last kiss before she stops recording for the moment.

-

“Hi, beautiful people in my phone. You might be noticing that it’s later in the day as the sky is dark. I just got out of my pilates class, hence the sweat. I couldn’t vlog because I had to hurry and eat before my test, and then my test ran longer than expected so I had to rush to my workout class. I’m on my way to the sophomore house for dinner. It’s actually one of our last dinners before the school year ends, so that’s kind of sad,” Dallas rants breathlessly, phone capturing her sweaty face and messy updo.

“D!” Multiple hockey boys cheer in unison upon seeing her walk up the driveway.

Baby duke is on the grill and the others are just hanging around.

“Hello, Mrs. Moldenhauer,” Nick grins, pulling her into a hug.

The boy holds onto her camera, so it can film them kissing once again.

“Get a room!” Rutger yells, but comes up to the couple to bring them into a group hug.

“Everyone say hi to Rutger, he’s our son,” Dallas jokes which earns her a playful eye roll from the boy.

Dallas moves away from him, dragging Nick with her inside the house. She takes a look around the surprisingly clean area and the boys who are lounging around.

“Wow! It’s so sparkly in here,” she teases, getting sarcastic laughs in response.

“We knew Mrs. Moldenhauer was coming over and that she’d have our heads if it wasn’t clean,” Luca muses.

“Awww. You all love me,” she gives Luca a tight hug.

“Say hi to the vlog,” she turns the camera to his face.

“Help me, she’s holding me hostage,” Luca screams, making her push him away with a full belly laugh.

She moves with Nick to any empty spot on the couch. She easily falls into his lap with his chin resting on her shoulder.

“It’s time to say bye. I hope you all enjoyed seeing what a day in my life looks like. It’s definitely chaotic, but it’s also comforting. I need to eat and spend time with my family. Bye, have a good night!” Dallas says and blows air kisses to those watching her behind their screens.

a/n: This is a little longer than a blurb, but enjoy!!!

#nick x dallas

[agentmilayawithshield]

Rating all Daisy ships I stanned at some point:

Skyward - 4/10

The year before I knew the truth was some of the best times I had as a fangirl. Shipped them while I was watching the show on TV. I was obsessed with them. But I missed the final few episodes. Oops. What could go wrong. So one time I googled the show to see if they got together, and that's how I found out Ward was Hydra. Looking back at it, it was an incredible reveal. Still, it broke my 14 year old heart. The pain of finding out the truth almost made me never wanna watch it again. (for 5 min) I'll admit I was hooked on the Framework storyline too.

StaticQuake 11/10

But wanna know why I started watching it again? Luke Mitchell. I was uninterested that "Skye" had another dude, but when I checked the character out, he was played by WILL from H20? It was the greatest thing I ever found out. I'll never forget you Lincoln. I almost passed out when he died. He loved her so much. In later seasons when everyone was paired off but Daisy had no one, I kept thinking of him. He was one of the only characters who selflessly always put her first. He deserved better. And I gotta go higher than 10 cause he literally died for her.

Quakerider - 10/10

I was stuck on this ship for 4 years, and I was working off of maybe 8 episodes of content. I was obsessed, with all capital letters. I should have tattooed it on my forehead. And they left me hanging. They had so much chemistry, it was insane. This man was looking,at her like she was his lifeline. But they pulled Gabriel Luna away from the show for the unreleased spinoff and, we never saw Robbie again. RIP to the most iconic romance I never got to experience.

Dousy - 12/10

Whoever decided to pull this man from the past to get him together with our girl, deserves an Emmy. There is nothing like a proper-looking, nerdy man who's down for every criminal offense you want to pull. But also they had a great flirt-to-roast ratio.

"Every time."

"Some of my favorite people are people like you."

"There are unfashionable squares in every decade, so you fit right in."

"You should probably put a Q on your utility belt so people know it's you."

"We are going home, Agent Johnson."

"I can take a loop."

Just that pure devotion was fire. Also when you realize they are actually what the other always wanted in a partner? Daisy goes from Miles, Ward to Lincoln looking for stability and solid partnership, and manages to find it super unconventionally. I'll never stop yapping about them. No second of their screen time was wasted, which is why I think this worked so well.

#agents of shield #daisy johnson #daniel sousa #lincoln campbell #grant ward #robbie reyes #skyeward #staticquake #quakerider #dousy #aos

[thrawns-backrest]

Please list what's your top 10 things that people should know about Thrawn according to you that is vital to getting to know this blue daddy of a man.

oooh oh la la this is an interesting one! my book knowledge is a bit rusty but I'll try my best (if I get anything wrong then these are my headcanons lol)

Generally not very expressive. he does show emotion but it's always very subtle and a lot of times feels involuntary. He's the type to internalize rather than show.

Very specific love language. Thrawn seems to express his love by very specific means. it's not the usual smiles, hugs and confessions, rather he tries to improve the lives of the people he loves. he mentors, he protects, he encourages. the journal he left Eli, teaching Che'ri to fly, fighting to build a better future for his people. it's not the first thing people think of but it's there

How he shows anger. this one is pretty specific but I felt I needed to include it. hissing and becoming physical like in Rebels? nah. going all stiff and frosty? it's in the books and feels much more like him imo

Not that clueless. Thrawn straddles a fine line here, he's clueless about some things but never completely. he misses nuances, implications, social cues but he also uses sarcasm and irony and can lie and pretend to achieve his goals

Notable lack of arrogance. He's overconfident but not arrogant. if he's telling his enemies he outclasses them it's a matter-of-fact statement, something he perceives as a fact not something he's gloating with. he's disappointed by others' inability to keep up but doesn't look down on them

Tendency to get carried away. stubborn to the point of recklessness when he sets his mind on something. it's my personal headcanon that he long had a feeling his plans for the Empire were falling apart but latched on to the idea just so his efforts wouldn't be in vain

Disciplined and a workaholic. he's a very good fit for the military in that regard

Inspires very strong feelings in the people around him, you either hate him or love him

Insane emotional endurance like holy shit

Some abandonment trauma there, he's too quick to let his loved ones go and we all know about Borika

I think these are the first ones that come to mind, putting them together was fun. I can talk more about them but I feel like I won't be able to stop once I start

but if anyone wants to discuss...

#thank you so much for the ask!! 💙💙 #it's always nice to think about the man the mitth the legend #thrawn #grand admiral thrawn #thrawn books #mitth'raw'nuruodo

[steam-beasts]

Fun Game Concept!

So as you know, Choo Choo charles is a open-world game that has you constantly being hunted down by a man-eating steam engine monster while also gathering enough upgrades and weapons to kill it. Well, I just thought...

...what if it was on Sodor and the monsters were the ttte characters we know and love?

The game would take place after BWBA (but better), and would be followed up as a sequel to my TATMR, which I'm currently writing. There would also be a few elements from Security Breach, which would involve you getting collectibles or weapons that would benefit the player independently, having to sneak through certain areas.

The Story

It's been years since Lily and Patch, along with Mr Conductor had saved Lady and her magic railroad from doom. Both are now young adults when Lily gets a strange letter from her grandpa, asking for help. She decides to see what's going on and Patch tags along for the sake of it. One thing leads to another and the two find themselves on Sodor again.

But something's wrong. The engines have transformed into beast-like creatures, attacking anyone they see on sight. Mr Conductor and the two soon reunite and are enlisted to help find a cure to stop the insanity. Along the way, Lily and Patch must dodge, weave, stun and defend themselves from the horrors of Sodor!

Gameplay + tutorial

In this (not real) ttte horror game, in the first segment, you play as Mr Conductor.

Mr Conductor is who you play as for the tutorial and the rest of the segment. The tutorial involves you learning how to collect items, sneak through areas where engines are roaming and how to shoot/throw and distract enemies using the environment around you. The location of this tutorial is on Misty Island, and the tutorial uses the location as an advantage to help the player be able to navigate through foggy or dark areas without a flashlight.

The three main antagonists for the tutorial are the Logging locos (they seem fitting for baby-step missions) who are always gonna be patrolling the Logging station and beach.

For the rest of the segment, Mr Conductor is tasked with helping around the camps that are inhabited by most of the Sodor residents. Here are the tasks;

1# Reach the other end of the Logging station without being spotted (tutorial begins here)

2# Find the storage hut to store the fish

3# Talk to Ruth

4# Collect 10 peices of jobi wood around the camp to help Ruth build the handcar

5# Give the wood to Ruth

6# Talk to the three railway controllers

7# Find Junior

8# Use the handcar and go to Sodor

Collectibles

Scattered around the island are a total of 13 wooden sculptures of the engines. They can be found in areas that are linked the most to them.

The Thomas sculpture can be located in the mines, a call back to Down the Mine.

The Percy sculpture can be found hanging off the edge of a dilapidated truck, a somewhat reference to Percy's Predicament.

The Edward sculpture can be located at the back of his old berth at Tidmouth Sheds. This is a reference to Edward's Day Out.

Style

The game would have ps1-style graphics and the environment is really dark to increase uneasiness for the player.

The engines

The engines are the enemies of the game. They don't have any dialogue as they've all gone nearly fully insane and feral, practically animals at this point. So good luck begging them to stop, your pleas will fall on deaf ears.

But they're not evil! They're just hungry...I promise. The hunger is strong, so powerful that it hurts. They are just as innocent as you...

The engines are so hungry that they don't want a friendly chat. You smell...so good, every fleshy creature they find smells so sweet...so divine...so delicious. Looks like you've got some massive mouths to feed, Sir.

They stalk around the darkness, looking for something to eat, somewhere to sleep, somewhere to be free. Sodor has recently been gathering a lot of dark clouds, making everywhere dark, but they don't mind at all. Too much brightness hurts their eyes.

You'll know who and where they are, just listen for the blast of a whistle or the honk of a horn.

#thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #monster engines #tatmr #choo choo charles #ps1 aesthetic #ps1 graphics #fun game idea #mr conductor #tatmr junior #lily stone #tatmr patch #ttte sir topham hatt #ttte ruth

[zaidthefeederist]

Giving in to gluttony : A fit to fat story (part 1)

We were both at the gym after work just like most days. This is where we first met. I saw you on the squat rack and was enamored by your beauty (and the perfect ass you had definitely helped). I approached you and we went on a date and had been dating since then. Though we both were fitness freaks (i still am) there's a part of me i haven't told you about. A part of me that would rather have you tied up in my bed sporting a fat belly so big it hangs to your knees. I've kept it in check for as long as i can, you had only gained 10 pounds in our 4 months together and a lot of that has been muscle definition since we started working out. Today however, it all changes. One faithful injury changes everything.

"This….freaking….sucks" I say grumpy as I sit next to you in the car. We just came back from the first aid room. I look at my leg and shake my head "no lifting, no cardio…and no rock climbing for 6 months?!" I cross my arms and sigh "That also means I really have to watch what I eat…else I end up like one of those fat girls at the gym" The other day we had been making jokes about a chubby girl that was struggling to do basic cardio

"god i know baby, its not fair at all. Not having you at the gym is going to make me lose all my motivation, not to mention who else will i make fun of the fatties with" i look to you after we both laugh to ourselves.."dont worry though babe. ill take good care of you, You know i've been making myself a better and better cook. Ill make sure your diet goes exactly according to plan.." i say as i keep my hand on your toned thigh, giving it a rub and feeling ecstatic and the though of having a home bound girlfriend for 6 whole months.

**2 weeks later**

"im so bored" I sigh before taking another cookie that you made me. "Im usually at the gym right now" Another cookie goes into my stomach. I dont seem to notice the little bit of pudge that was pressing on to my waistband when I sat down like this. You had noticed that I did a lot of "boredom eating"…and recently…I had also started snacking when I was stressed or feeling a little down.

"Im done babe!" i yell, having baked another batch of cookies. The last 2 weeks have been heavenly. Turns out when liz is left to her own devices with nothing else to do, she becomes rather peckish. Its nothing insane yet but she'll never say no to a little treat every now and then. With the absence of the gym and with me making sure to always make every meal of hers just a bit more heavy, she's managed to maintain her weight at 140 pounds albeit with a major bonus. If before she was toned and slightly muscular, now shes lost her definition and is even developing a little pudge. I see her belly pressing against her waistband as she snacks on one of the cookies i made her and see it press further and further against the band as she makes the tray of cookies magically disappear.

You always made sure to take the plates away or split it in multiple portions, so I had no idea how much I was actually eating in a day. after finishing the third tray of cookies that day you see I am rubbing my belly…I was getting full and I hadn't even eaten a meal! "My tummy is a bit upset" I say as I rub it. "better drink something" I grab the glass of soda that you had brought me. I drink all of it in one go. "I can't believe this is actually sugar free" I say surprised "it tastes like one of those cheap soda's that is super b-BRUUAUUAUAAAAAAAAAP-ad " I look wide eyed and cover my mouth with a blush "s-sorry!"

"Haha that was pretty cool!" i say immediately so as to not make you think i dislike it. I cant let you know that youve given me a hard on with that deep nasty belch, at least not yet. "I don't mind babe" i say as i nuzzle in right next to you on the bed. "in fact if anything it lets me know you really enjoyed whatever i made for you so no need to apologize." i say as i keep my hand on your bloated stuffed belly, giving it a good rub. "I guess you reallly loved those cookies huh, hehe"

"I-I do" I say blushing as you rub my belly…it felt good, but it also made me a bit aware of the fact that I was softer now. "I mean…its just not very lady like to burp like that right?" I smile as you roll your eyes at me "BRUUAAAAP…ooohhff but it does make my tummy feel better"

I moan to myself making sure you don't hear me. "I'm glad you like them" i reply, both to your answer and to that big burp you let out. We spend a few more minutes like this with me rubbing your rounded gut, making you get used to the feeling, making you love my hands on your tummy, making you know i like those un-lady like burps. Im slowly easing your mind into its new state. The state of pure gluttony. Before i get up from bed i decide to try one more thing, i grab your belly and give it a hard pinch and lean up next to your ear "You were a good girl today, keep eating like this and soon you'll be like those fatties at the gym". I whispered it and said it in a teasing tone, but i could tell by your breathing…it did its job. My eyes go wide and my face goes dark red. Did he really just say that?…Is he making a joke?…why do I like him teasing and humiliating me?! I look down and my heart beats even faster, judging by the bulge in your pants…you really liked seeing me like this. "w-what?….a-are you trying to make me fat?" I ask in a soft voice. You just smile, gently kiss my belly before squeezing it again and leave with the empty plates…Am I really going to get fat?

#feedee belly #feedee encouragement #feeding kink #feedee piggy #stuffed feedee #girl burp #fat belly #belly expansion #fit to fat #force fed #manipulation #feedee girl #wg text #teasing #chubby #feederist #short story #feedee story

[clown-owo]

Ace attorney characters ranked based on how well I think they dance

Phoenix Wright: 6/10 he’s nothing to write home about but he took a musical theater class or two in college so he can keep a beat at least.

Mia Fey: 6/10 no real interest in dancing but she's not bad or anything. could keep up with Diego well enough

Apollo Justice: 4/10 he wouldn’t suck so bad if he could just loosen up.

Athena Cykes: 9/10 very fit. does cardio. has taken some dance classes for fun.

Maya Fey: 8/10 what she lacks in skill she makes up for in spirit

Pearl Fey: 6/10 has the physical abilities to dance but not the confidence. also has very little reference for how she could be dancing

Trucy Wright: 8/10 performer with good dexterity for sleight of hand. Music isn’t really her area of expertise but she does well enough. enjoys playing just dance with Athena

Miles Edgeworth: 3/10 he can do one dance and it’s the Steel Samurai season 4 ending credits dance and he does it flawlessly but nothing else. took ballroom dancing classes with the von Karmas but he wasn’t particularly adept.

Franziska von Karma: 4/10 she found the aforementioned ballroom dancing classes tedious but damn if she wasn’t going to perform in them perfectly. she can’t do anything else and refuses to try

Godot: 7/10 he can do a killer tango

Klavier Gavin: 2/10 despite being an internationally famous rockstar, when performing he usually has a guitar in his hands so he’s never needed to dance. he cannot dance. he doesn’t particularly want this info getting out

Simon Blackquill: 6/10 danced with Athena a fair bit growing up. knows several anime dances

Nahyuta Sahdmadhi: 7/10 i haven't met this guy yet but my friend tells me they think he'd know a fair bit of traditional dances.

Winston Payne: 0/10 or 10/10 no in between. he's either literal garbage or so bad it loops back around to incredible. he had insane disco game in the 70s but now all the rookies laugh at him.

Larry Butz: 8/10 best dancer between him, Phoenix and Miles. he’s gotta be getting his girlfriends somehow

Dick Gumshoe: 5/10 a little too clumsy and can't keep a beat well but bonus points for his enthusiasm

Ema Skye: 1/10 doesn't even try

Kay Faraday: 10/10 incredible dexterity and physical ability. lots of whimsy and spirit.

Sebastian Debeste: 3/10 despite the baton, no real sense of rhythm

Manfred von Karma: 4/10 the one to sign Franziska and Miles up for ballroom dance lessons

Matt Engarde: 2/10 he got the jammin samurai killed so I don’t think he can jam

Dahlia Hawthorne: 8/10 she can boogie. gets down at clubs and parties. arguably the most normal about dancing

Sister Iris: 7/10 had to learn to boogie to properly emulate her sister but she isn’t quite as suited for it and has much less experience

Kristoph Gavin: 1/10 he likes watching but he doesn’t dance at all

Ryunosuke Naruhodo: 10/10 the most beautiful dance of deductions you've ever seen in your life

Susato Mikotoba: 10/10 while she's not particularly skilled with a koto, she learned to dance from the best

Herlock Sholmes: 10/10 THE dancer. THE ONE AND ONLY great detective known for his dance of deductions

Iris Wilson: 10/10 raised by the aforementioned one and only herlock sholmes

Yujin Mikotoba: 10/10 took to tap dancing incredibly well during his time in britain

Kazuma Asogi: 6/10 he's not particularly good but he somehow makes it look cool anyway

Barok Van Zieks: 7/10 used to be much better, before the professor kililngs he actually enjoyed dancing a fair bit. took classes growing up. retained a lot of the muscle memory

Gina Lestrade: 6/10 she doesn't have any training but if she did she'd do fairly well

Tobias Gregson: 2/10 he's the best investigator at scotland yard according to Sholmes, so you can imagine how bad the rest of the yard is at dancing

Maria Gorey: 8/10 she can dance just fine she just has no interest. the one time they got her to dance Herlock had very courteously offered his body up for dissection. "AFTER I'M DEAD, WOMAN!"

Albert Harebrayne: 1/10 he can't. he tries. Barok tried to teach him. he understands the theory! he knows the steps! he can't do it. he can't.

#thanks 2 @burstfoot for her invaluable contributions #og post #Ace Attorney #AA #The Great Ace Attorney #TGAA #i am NOT tagging all those freaks there are nearly more characters than i can tag on a single post #i put their full names they show up in the search its fine its whatever #look away spout